Because of the fierce exchange of fire, Rychev did not dare to rush forward again.

He made a few pieces of jewelry, splitting the troops in two and making a detour towards the target area.

When Shkav was already on fire and began to check on the friendly troops who had been killed or injured by the oolong, his comrades finally arrived. Or because of the thick fog, the new troops did not distinguish whether the black shadow was friend or foe, it was like a dark forest, regardless of whether it was an enemy or a friend, and when they saw the black shadow, they were enemies by default.

The oolong happened again, and the bullets crackled on the burning front of the car.

Shkav could hear the SVT40's gunfire and yelled angrily: "Fools! You're beating your own people! I'm a company commander! ”

Rychev was also shocked when he heard this, and he immediately ordered the fire to be raised.

Soon, the questioning battalion commander arrived at the scene of the incident. He stood in front of the derailed train and sighed for a while, and then he couldn't wait to figure out what he had been asking yesterday about what these trains were pulling.

As for Shikav, he didn't have time to take care of it, he ran directly to the undamaged wagon with a dozen people, and the skilled people broke the iron lock with bullets, and then struggled to scoop the car door.

In this way, a large number of large, round coarse cloth sacks were crammed into the entire carriage, and Rychev leaned over to sniff it.

"Wow! These are actually flour! So much flour, we found the baby! ”

As soon as he heard this, the soldiers around him cheered! One of the warriors drew a dagger, excitedly stabbed it into the sack, and then clasped it with his hand to shove some powder into his mouth.

He roared excitedly: "Battalion commander, it is indeed flour!" Great, let's move these back and we'll be able to eat bread for a while! ”

"That's right! It seems that I need to get everyone anxious and try to get the flour away before I act. ”

The fact that he had discovered a large amount of flour excites him, and the next thing is to deal with Shkav. They were supposed to be fighting the Germans escorting the flour, and it seemed that the battle was over, did they catch them alive?

However, when he really looked into the bottom and looked at the armed men in civilian clothes, he instantly understood the reason for all this.

The situation was beyond Rychev's medical treatment, and the militant was indeed a partisan, and he immediately began to interrogate.

One of the leaders stepped forward: "I'm Ivan Ivaniko, from the land of Denipulazze in the north. Who are you? Look at the costume, like the regular army of the Red Army, you are indeed different from those puppet soldiers. ”

After all, this was an interrogation of them, and Rychev coughed twice: "We are indeed regular troops!" We will tell you later, and now, tell us everything about you. What is Deniprazid? How many of you are there? How many people can fight? What do you know about the city of Loyev? How many Germans are there? And what is the puppet army? You have to be clear. ”

This question fell down, causing the guerrilla squad leader to be dizzy.

He did not rush to answer, but stretched out his right hand: "We are hungry, do you have anything to eat?" I'll tell you everything if I eat something. ”

"Soldiers, give each of these people a cooked potato."

The potatoes were boiled yesterday as part of today's rations, and most of the soldiers stocked up on them. Boiled potatoes have no taste and are even a little sour. But for the hungry guerrillas, they were already a delicacy.

Squad leader Ivaniko was eating potatoes, and his body seemed to be full of strength. Now he is completely convinced that these people wearing the uniforms of the Red Army are indeed the real Red Army, not the puppet army.

He was quick to give an honest account of his identity.

"We're not residents here, we're from the east side of the river.

In July of last year, the Germans came in, they occupied our village, and they killed all the Soviet commissars in the village. We were controlled by the Germans and were asked to supply them with large quantities of food. We did so, but the Germans still asked our daughter to serve them, and we had no choice but to agree. ”

"Damn! You actually did it! Raychev clenched his fists.

"But what else can we do? Some tried to resist, but the rebels were controlled by their entire families and hanged in front of the whole village, even with children! After that, the stationed German troops left, leaving behind some agents of the German army. They are Ukrainians like me, but they ordered us to kill our neighbors of ethnic Russians in the village, which we cannot accept! We've lived together for a long, long time, and we can't do it! ”

"And after that?"

"After that, some Red Army soldiers who had been separated from the main army fled to our village, and these people called us to resist. At first no one wanted to, but the Germans ordered us to hand over all the grain. It was already autumn, and if there was no food, we would all freeze to death in the winter. Since if we don't resist, we will definitely die, and our whole village has decided to resist. We killed the village administrator with the only weapons we had, and then the whole village fled.

Eight hundred escaped together, with little luggage and food, and we made our home in the swampy area.

However, after a winter, some people still froze to death and starved to death. But what killed our villagers in large numbers was the encirclement and suppression of the enemy. ”

Speaking of this, the squad leader immediately gritted his teeth!

Rychev was very touched by this story, and most of the people who fled to the Pripet swamp had a similar experience. He once thought that after landing in the swamp, he would fight the enemy militarily in the forests and mud ponds, but he never thought that he would really land, but it would become a sadistic journey.

He went on to ask: "What really happened next?" ”

"Later? We used to have more than 800 people, but now there are only 400 people! Just in January, the enemy raided our camp, and our weapons were weak and we were hungry. Everyone scattered and fled, and many women and children who ran slowly were killed by the enemy. The enemy is not the real German army, we learned afterwards that it was some Belarusians, they betrayed the Motherland, they were killing us Ukrainians in a frenzy! ”

Rychev nodded: "We can all understand your anger, in the past battles, we captured many traitors who served Germany, and they also had only one ending, they were sentenced to treason and executed!" ”

The grief-stricken squad leader showed a smile of relief, and he suddenly asked urgently: "Sir! You are a regular army, and you seem to have a lot of troops, but what are you doing? Could it be? You're going to attack Loyev? It's great that the traitors I'm talking about are stationed in the city, and it's they who killed our women and children! We have no capacity for revenge, you must avenge us! ”

"Let's go ahead and talk about you!"

The squad leader continued to explain their backgrounds.

Speaking of which, they are somewhat similar to the 17th Guerrilla Brigade, both of which suffered heavy losses in the previous winter. The difference is that the population of this guerrilla force hiding in the Deniprazze land is maintained at more than 400 people. When spring came, they were able to catch wild ducks and fish in the swamps to feed their hunger, and they also tried to cultivate some potatoes, but the yield was pitiful.

Because many old people and children have died, objectively they have a lot less worries, and most of the survivors are men with combat ability. Therefore, after the spring, these partisans began to try to take revenge, starting with the harassment of Loyev, which had already won a great victory on this railway line.

They used explosives to create powerful mines, so that today the train was blown up to derailment. In fact, this is the first time they have done so.

Listening to his explanation, Rychev was quite satisfied. He continued, "Okay! You guerrillas should have a name, what are you called? ”

"We? In the past, our village was called Little Ivansky, and we didn't have a definite name, and we didn't get in touch with our superiors! ”

"Alright! Then I'll call you the little Ivansky brigade. ”